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