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