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