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