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