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