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