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