I fucked the shit out of your mom-1

You know anything about fine wine? It gets bought by some rich man and sits in an cabinet for years when it should be out getting drunk. Same thing with your mom.
Sure she opened her legs to shoot out a couple of kids, but that ain’t right. Every moment she spent wiping boogers off your nose or making a family dinner was a moment she wasn’t ramming cocks inside her. And with a perfectly cared for body like that it was a goddamn waste.
She needed to fulfill her true purpose.
Don’t you believe for a second that your mom was put on this Earth for you. Look at that body. She’s here to luck.
I followed her back to your house where I saw the stupid large mansion you folks live in. Again, what a waste.

What’s the use having a balcony overlooking the pool if you can’t get fucked right over it?
Look, I may be just a young know-nothing hot-shot, but let me put it straight: your dad is a fucking clown. No doubt in my mind. I never even met the guy, but I can tell you with certainty that he wasn’t even half the man necessary for a fine ass woman like your mother.
First, dick size. I seen what you’re packing from the locker room, and it’s nothing to brag about. Same goes for your daddy. A woman like your mom needs a cock that can break off in that pussy, not get swallowed up before it hits home. To put it bluntly: I got the inches that put both you and your dad in your place. Your mom could see it.