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