No need for sheets, she's for the streets
No need for sheets, she's for the streets
Not much room for imagination
When beauty and slutty makes a cocktail
I'd rather be your first, stepson
The only currency she has
Inner thighs are a good destination
Be useful, peeping tom
Perverted enough to be fun
Be creative with your holes
What matters is your education, son
Let's get totally unprofessional
Better not waste any cum drops
You're hot, so what's not to like?
If she's pretty, eat her cookie
Let's fog up the windows