You'Re Not Wrong For It, Daddy
You'Re Not Wrong For It, Daddy
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Your holes want it
You had my food, now you have me
Special treatment for special privileges
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Will you still call me after?
So you never had real pussy before?
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I texted your mom to let you stay longer