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