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