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