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