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