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