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