Laney Grey Backstabbing Bitch Was Never Remotely in Control
Laney Grey Backstabbing Bitch Was Never Remotely in Control
Have you met perfection?
Soft all over
No fear of the monster
You are an amazing specimen, miss
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
Look at that, how nice it slides
I need a taste to be convinced
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
A match made in throat fuck heaven
I have my methods, daddy