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