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