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