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