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