High fidelity – track 1: blame my ex
High fidelity – track 1: blame my ex
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You can't and will not escape
Let me guess, you want them
So you never had real pussy before?
Will you still call me after?
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You had my food, now you have me
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
Special treatment for special privileges
I want performance, not excuses
Let the pussy feel neglected