No one cares about your makeup, honey
No one cares about your makeup, honey
You have to fill your father's boots
She's slim but chances are big
Can we try these positions?
There you go, that's the itch
You don't need babysitting anymore
Pick your pleasure
This is my cake's candle, son
We're hungry, papi!
Don't burst yet!
Under the mask there is a slut
The pressure must be somewhere else
If internet is out...