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