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