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