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