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