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