Bribe is without proof, miss
Bribe is without proof, miss
Let me guess, you want them
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Will you still call me after?
Your holes want it
I want performance, not excuses
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You can't and will not escape
Let the pussy feel neglected
So you never had real pussy before?
You had my food, now you have me
Hit that fucking high pitch note