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