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