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