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