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