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