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