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