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