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