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