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