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