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