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