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