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