Slip It In 38
Slip It In 38
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Soft all over
I need a taste to be convinced
Don't you just love mornings?
Have you met perfection?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Claim your big prize
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
No fear of the monster
I have my methods, daddy
You came in red, you'll leave all red