~Pastel lemon meringue easter treat delicious extravaganza weasel mouth friends
~I think we can go all the way. so, are you suggesting that we should get get pastelly up in this kitchen?
~You were just tweaking the nipple of the lemon.
~No sniffing, no tweaking, no milking.
~Don't stick it in my face, Phil!
~Now you know who would win in a sword fight.
~Drop ur mum's utensil on the door (not even legit I just had to)
~Imagine you're waxing it.
~*moaning while Phil cuts up lemon*
~OK SWAP DAN I'M DYING
~Soft peaks
~*violently squeezing and shaking lemon while moaning*
~No lick.
~Get your tongue out of the gutter.
~Time to whack 'em in the piping bags.
~Delicately spoon them in. No whacking.
~WHAT UP I'VE JUST BEEN BORN GIVE ME THE TIT
~Why does my mind always go to lambing when I stick my hand in things?
~I JUST WANT TO LICK IT RIGHT NOW
~With little nips. (I mean peaks)
~Phil, you just knocked the eggs into me.
~I'm gonna just do like a poop with a smaller poop on top.
~Whack 'em in the ove.
~Hey guys. Daniel X Dream here. Welcome to the baking intermission. Things are about to get s- WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHAAAAA
~Impreg fic *holding out Dan's dungarees and pretending he's pregnant*
~Those are boobs.
~Now it looks like someone is lactating blood.
~What has happened to that boob?
~Look at the peak in that cloud. I wanna stick that in my mouth.
~You see my actual orgasm face again. Here we go again on AmazingPhil.
~MMM... GET THOSE HARD PEAKS INTO MY MOUTH!!
~Tickle a lamb. Stroke a bunny. Do nothing that we said in this video.
~See a doctor if your nipples are bleeding.