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