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