Make my dirty mind clean, boy
Make my dirty mind clean, boy
She's slim but chances are big
If internet is out...
There you go, that's the itch
The pressure must be somewhere else
We're hungry, papi!
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!
Can we try these positions?
Pick your pleasure
Under the mask there is a slut