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