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