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