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