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