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