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