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