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