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