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