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