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