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