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