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