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