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