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