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