Working my way to the top
Working my way to the top
You can't and will not escape
Let me guess, you want them
You had my food, now you have me
I want performance, not excuses
Special treatment for special privileges
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
So you never had real pussy before?
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let the pussy feel neglected
Husband couldn't fill that hole