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