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