You are in trouble now, son
You are in trouble now, son
Perfect as always
Am i suppose to not like this?
We want so much more than kisses
Bring the pain to build the pleasure
I'll throw a sinful light on you
I want to read you up close
I bet you can serve me the special
How do business men get down on weekends?
That wet mouth looks yummy
The morning smell is between thighs
No hand could fill me like this
I will make it fair to you!