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