Beyond the words there is a fire
Beyond the words there is a fire
When beauty and slutty makes a cocktail
The only currency she has
Perverted enough to be fun
What matters is your education, son
Let's fog up the windows
Not much room for imagination
Be useful, peeping tom
Inner thighs are a good destination
If she's pretty, eat her cookie
Let's get totally unprofessional
Be creative with your holes
I'd rather be your first, stepson
Better not waste any cum drops
You're hot, so what's not to like?