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