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