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