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