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