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