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