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