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