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