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