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