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