We Started Without You
We Started Without You
Let me guess, you want them
Special treatment for special privileges
You had my food, now you have me
So you never had real pussy before?
You can't and will not escape
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I want performance, not excuses
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Let the pussy feel neglected
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Will you still call me after?
Your holes want it