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