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