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