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