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