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