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