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