Never say you don't get presents, son
Never say you don't get presents, son
I might as well teach you to handle eggs
Fabricating divorce evidence
My crusted ugly masterpiece
Fuck me penche
Did you dream anything?
Looks kinda nice, son
One milky way with the nature
She likes a good seat
Temperature down and flow up
Her ass is tastier well stuffed
Quite the pickle...
Follow me in
This arrangement is not technically cheating
An excellent presentation, boy
Win the game to play with me
Is this present for me or you, son?