High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You had my food, now you have me
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Special treatment for special privileges
Ola, housekeeping!
A mouth worth of dicks
Come in the goth side
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Words are lost too
So you never had real pussy before?
You make me feel sexy again