Macbeth Act 3
Macbeth Act 3
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Let me guess, you want them
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
So you never had real pussy before?
Let the pussy feel neglected
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses
Will you still call me after?