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