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