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