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