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