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