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