The season of hoe hoe hoe
The season of hoe hoe hoe
You have to fill your father's boots
This is my cake's candle, son
Pick your pleasure
She's slim but chances are big
You don't need babysitting anymore
We're hungry, papi!
Don't burst yet!
If internet is out...
The pressure must be somewhere else
There you go, that's the itch
Under the mask there is a slut
Can we try these positions?