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