One way or another, it will fill
One way or another, it will fill
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
Let me guess, you want them
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Let the pussy feel neglected
Your holes want it
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses
Husband couldn't fill that hole