Over the edge
Over the edge
Have you met perfection?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
A match made in throat fuck heaven
No fear of the monster
Don't you just love mornings?
I have my methods, daddy
I need a taste to be convinced
Claim your big prize
Look at that, how nice it slides
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Soft all over
Good thing you like sloppy seconds