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