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