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