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