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