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