I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let the pussy feel neglected
You had my food, now you have me
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
I want performance, not excuses
You can't and will not escape