High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You can't and will not escape
Let the pussy feel neglected
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Let me guess, you want them
I texted your mom to let you stay longer