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