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