You are searching for trouble
You are searching for trouble
Let me guess, you want them
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me
Special treatment for special privileges
I want performance, not excuses
You can't and will not escape
Hit that fucking high pitch note
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 the pussy feel neglected
So you never had real pussy before?
Your holes want it