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