Bored without us, it seems
Bored without us, it seems
Let me guess, you want them
Let the pussy feel neglected
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You can't and will not escape
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Will you still call me after?
Your holes want it