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