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