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