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