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