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