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