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