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