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