It became a screaming contest
It became a screaming contest
Let the pussy feel neglected
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Let me guess, you want them
You can't and will not escape
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Your holes want it
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
Will you still call me after?