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