Nothing Better Than Parody 4
Nothing Better Than Parody 4
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Claim your big prize
I need a taste to be convinced
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Look at that, how nice it slides
Don't you just love mornings?
Soft all over
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Have you met perfection?
No fear of the monster
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
I have my methods, daddy
Good thing you like sloppy seconds