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