Driven Into Hiding
Driven Into Hiding
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses
Let me guess, you want them
Special treatment for special privileges
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 had my food, now you have me
So you never had real pussy before?
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole