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