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