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