It goes how i say it goes...
It goes how i say it goes...
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let the pussy feel neglected
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You can't and will not escape
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I want performance, not excuses