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