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