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