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