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