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