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