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