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