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