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