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