I Have Nothing Else To Wear, Bro
I Have Nothing Else To Wear, Bro
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
Your holes want it
Let me guess, you want them
You can't and will not escape
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let the pussy feel neglected
I want performance, not excuses
Apple picking and stepbro dicking