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