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