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