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