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