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