THR3E #5
THR3E #5
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
No fear of the monster
I need a taste to be convinced
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Soft all over
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
Look at that, how nice it slides
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
I have my methods, daddy
Don't you just love mornings?
Have you met perfection?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
You are an amazing specimen, miss