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