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