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