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