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