When intrusive thoughts win
When intrusive thoughts win
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
Special treatment for special privileges
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
So you never had real pussy before?
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once