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