The Layover
The Layover
My dick will be your new job, sis
Shush, don't even joke about your dad
A break from boys
Cheers mate, have a slut
She knows the drill and loves the thrill
Hope goes with everything
Your present is down there
We can work or we can fuck
If you slip, you'll fall in love
Don't come clean, you're better dirty
They need no rest, they never stop
Let's make some splashes
No reason to be shy
Curiosity railed her pussy
Behind my back without me?
Don't be scared, be terrified
Don't keep your hands to yourself
Delicate as a petal
Baby got spice, 4k
Roses are red and pussy lips are pink