Never say you don't get presents, son
Never say you don't get presents, son
Let's see the lower lips smiling
You are begging for anal, don't you?
Reaching the mind numbing spot
Juiced up and creamed in
Lazy but not totally
Slips in like it's natural
She knows her drill
There's a happy face
Feeling needed is nice
Brush my hair and fuck me everywhere
Your peach needs an inside blasting
Keep my whole body busy
Warmed up and good to enter
You said you can take it
Girls, do i touch it?