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