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