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