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