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