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