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