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