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