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