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