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