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