High fidelity – track 1: blame my ex
High fidelity – track 1: blame my ex
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You had my food, now you have me
Your holes want it
Words are lost too
Special treatment for special privileges
Will you still call me after?
So you never had real pussy before?
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!