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