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