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