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