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