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