Scoring in another kind of game
Scoring in another kind of game
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let the pussy feel neglected
Let me guess, you want them
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Your holes want it
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You can't and will not escape
Will you still call me after?