I might as well teach you to handle eggs
I might as well teach you to handle eggs
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
I have my methods, daddy
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Claim your big prize
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Don't you just love mornings?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Soft all over
I need a taste to be convinced
No fear of the monster
Have you met perfection?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality