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