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