It goes how i say it goes...
It goes how i say it goes...
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Your holes want it
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I want performance, not excuses
So you never had real pussy before?
Will you still call me after?
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You had my food, now you have me
Special treatment for special privileges