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