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