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