Mastering the pole
Mastering the pole
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Soft all over
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Have you met perfection?
Claim your big prize
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Don't you just love mornings?
No fear of the monster
I have my methods, daddy
I need a taste to be convinced
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality