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