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