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