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