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