Bored without us, it seems
Bored without us, it seems
You don't need babysitting anymore
She's slim but chances are big
You have to fill your father's boots
Don't burst yet!
If internet is out...
Under the mask there is a slut
This is my cake's candle, son
Can we try these positions?
Pick your pleasure
We're hungry, papi!
The pressure must be somewhere else
There you go, that's the itch