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