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