Her *** is red
from the slams in bed

I can see her face through the spider plant
A bit creepy as she reminds me of me aunt

Another shot of *****
She wants me to call her mama

The ****** could be hear across London
I made it into her dungeon

We flirt like Tom and Jerry
Back in prom I'd pop that cherry

After the release She looks in my eyes
a few moments pass and she implies
- Ride me again like a Porsche 911
and rev my engine again u gorgeous