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