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