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