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