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