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