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