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