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