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