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