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