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