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