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