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