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