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