Wrong pills, right methods
Wrong pills, right methods
Hope goes with everything
Your present is down there
They need no rest, they never stop
Don't keep your hands to yourself
Behind my back without me?
A break from boys
You are my meal
Alohomora your legs
No reason to be shy
Delicate as a petal
She knows the drill and loves the thrill
I want you up
Up to take it elbow deep
I love helping your guys perform
We can work or we can fuck
Moan, groan and cum
It seems my lessons find you horny
Shush, don't even joke about your dad
Cheers mate, have a slut
If you slip, you'll fall in love