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