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