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