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