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