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