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