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