Babygirl, you're a spitfire
Babygirl, you're a spitfire
We swing for dessert
In my ass, but gentle
She needs her mouth occupied
For her husband's benefit
You made it my problem too
You kinda have to stay now!
Sex, that's all we're having as a meal
Competition for you, dear
Ops, i may slip on it
You know how to treat a lady
Lift me on the stairs of pleasure
How dirty are you, detectives?
I'll have it my way, daddy
I have your back no matter what
It tickles so nice!
Come on red, let's fool around