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