When luck strokes twice
When luck strokes twice
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You had my food, now you have me
Let me guess, you want them
Let the pussy feel neglected
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
So you never had real pussy before?
I want performance, not excuses
You can't and will not escape
Will you still call me after?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking