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