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