We cross the line and move forward, son
We cross the line and move forward, son
Everyone is invited
Straight up, no fucking about
Wet for love not for riches
Hunger with lust
I feel what's up, baby
Such luck, a fuck butterfly
It will be hard to walk after this
Rub me through sweat and moans
Do me a favor, will ya?
Your dick says yes, stepbro
Fuck me, i'm burning