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