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