The bottom is sweeter than the top
The bottom is sweeter than the top
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Don't you just love mornings?
Have you met perfection?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Soft all over
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
No fear of the monster
I need a taste to be convinced
I have my methods, daddy