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