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