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