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