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