Quality Time with The In
Quality Time with The In
I have my methods, daddy
Have you met perfection?
I need a taste to be convinced
You are an amazing specimen, miss
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Soft all over
Claim your big prize
No fear of the monster
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Don't you just love mornings?
What were you sniffing around, daddy?