Two logs and three takers
Two logs and three takers
You can't and will not escape
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them
Your holes want it
I want performance, not excuses
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Let the pussy feel neglected
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once