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