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