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