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