On the wrong track
On the wrong track
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Will you still call me after?
Words are lost too
You had my food, now you have me
I want performance, not excuses
Special treatment for special privileges
Your holes want it
Husband couldn't fill that hole
So you never had real pussy before?
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!