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