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