Pulsions 3
Pulsions 3
Soft all over
Have you met perfection?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Don't you just love mornings?
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Claim your big prize
I need a taste to be convinced
I have my methods, daddy
You came in red, you'll leave all red
No fear of the monster
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality