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