Losing It To Each Other
Losing It To Each Other
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me
Your holes want it
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them
Will you still call me after?
Let the pussy feel neglected