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