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