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