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