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