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