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