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