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