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