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