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