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