Guess it was meant to go in
Guess it was meant to go in
You are my dessert, young boy
I worked it, you stretch it
Right in the middle of the chores
Not sure my father would approve
Damn, you are the best nanny
How are we doing, honey?
Let them compete!
Today, you're the lucky man
Slightly compelled but desiring
You wanna rub it in?
Fisting and fucking two in one
Part of the agency fee
It's gonna be a great day