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