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