High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
High Fidelity Track 1: Blame My Ex
What matters is your education, son
Be useful, peeping tom
If she's pretty, eat her cookie
Let's fog up the windows
Better not waste any cum drops
Inner thighs are a good destination
You're hot, so what's not to like?
The only currency she has
Let's get totally unprofessional
When beauty and slutty makes a cocktail
Be creative with your holes
I'd rather be your first, stepson
Not much room for imagination
Perverted enough to be fun