We don't rush, we let it come
We don't rush, we let it come
My crusted ugly masterpiece
Looks kinda nice, son
Follow me in
Win the game to play with me
Fabricating divorce evidence
Her ass is tastier well stuffed
Fuck me penche
An excellent presentation, boy
One milky way with the nature
She likes a good seat
Temperature down and flow up
The boyfriend is in the other room
This arrangement is not technically cheating
Is this present for me or you, son?
Did you dream anything?
Quite the pickle...