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