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