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