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