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