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