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