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