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