We cross the line and move forward, son
We cross the line and move forward, son
Inner thighs are a good destination
If she's pretty, eat her cookie
Let's fog up the windows
Not much room for imagination
Let's get totally unprofessional
The only currency she has
I'd rather be your first, stepson
When beauty and slutty makes a cocktail
You're hot, so what's not to like?
Be creative with your holes
Better not waste any cum drops