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