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