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