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