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