Tempting like a poetry rhyme
Tempting like a poetry rhyme
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Words are lost too
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You had my food, now you have me
I want performance, not excuses
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Your holes want it
So you never had real pussy before?
Special treatment for special privileges
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!