I don't think you want me dressed, mom
I don't think you want me dressed, mom
Lift me on the stairs of pleasure
You know how to treat a lady
She needs her mouth occupied
I have your back no matter what
Come on red, let's fool around
How dirty are you, detectives?
In my ass, but gentle
Competition for you, dear
Too hot to be true
You kinda have to stay now!
You made it my problem too
Sex, that's all we're having as a meal
I'll have it my way, daddy
Ops, i may slip on it
Come on love, show us all of you
It tickles so nice!