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