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