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