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