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