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