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