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