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