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