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