These things sort of happen
These things sort of happen
Your dick says yes, stepbro
Fuck me, i'm burning
Rub me through sweat and moans
Such luck, a fuck butterfly
Wet for love not for riches
Hunger with lust
Do me a favor, will ya?
Everyone is invited
It will be hard to walk after this
Straight up, no fucking about
I feel what's up, baby