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