Laney Grey Backstabbing Bitch Was Never Remotely in Control
Laney Grey Backstabbing Bitch Was Never Remotely in Control
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Soft all over
Claim your big prize
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Don't you just love mornings?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Have you met perfection?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
I have my methods, daddy
I need a taste to be convinced
No fear of the monster
Look at that, how nice it slides