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