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