Idol
Idol
We can work or we can fuck
Your present is down there
Don't keep your hands to yourself
Moan, groan and cum
I want you up
Up to take it elbow deep
If you slip, you'll fall in love
Alohomora your legs
Cheers mate, have a slut
No reason to be shy
A break from boys
Hope goes with everything
Roses are red and pussy lips are pink
They need no rest, they never stop
Behind my back without me?
Delicate as a petal
She knows the drill and loves the thrill
I love helping your guys perform
It seems my lessons find you horny
Shush, don't even joke about your dad