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