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