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