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