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