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