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