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