Daddy, i'm no longer pure
There you go, that's the itch
You have to fill your father's boots
The pressure must be somewhere else
This is my cake's candle, son
Under the mask there is a slut
We're hungry, papi!
Pick your pleasure
Don't burst yet!
Can we try these positions?
If internet is out...
You don't need babysitting anymore
She's slim but chances are big