What i want doesn't cost money
What i want doesn't cost money
You had my food, now you have me
I want performance, not excuses
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Words are lost too
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
So you never had real pussy before?
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Special treatment for special privileges