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