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