Never say you don't get presents, son
Never say you don't get presents, son
I worked it, you stretch it
Trust me, you will love this ride
Right in the middle of the chores
Slightly compelled but desiring
You are my dessert, young boy
Not sure my father would approve
You wanna rub it in?
How are we doing, honey?
Today, you're the lucky man
Fisting and fucking two in one
It's gonna be a great day
Damn, you are the best nanny
Let them compete!