The three of us can mingle better
The three of us can mingle better
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Have you met perfection?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
No fear of the monster
You came in red, you'll leave all red
I need a taste to be convinced
Claim your big prize
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Soft all over
I have my methods, daddy