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