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