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