The Layover
The Layover
Your present is down there
Don't come clean, you're better dirty
Roses are red and pussy lips are pink
She knows the drill and loves the thrill
Shush, don't even joke about your dad
Don't keep your hands to yourself
Curiosity railed her pussy
Baby got spice, 4k
They need no rest, they never stop
If you slip, you'll fall in love
We can work or we can fuck
Hope goes with everything
Let's make some splashes
Cheers mate, have a slut
Delicate as a petal
A break from boys
Behind my back without me?
My dick will be your new job, sis
No reason to be shy
Don't be scared, be terrified