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