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