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