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