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