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