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