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