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