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