She doesn't need to be asked
She doesn't need to be asked
Soft all over
Don't you just love mornings?
I have my methods, daddy
Claim your big prize
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
I need a taste to be convinced
You came in red, you'll leave all red
No fear of the monster
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Have you met perfection?