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