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