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