Tension with a trace of emotion
Tension with a trace of emotion
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Soft all over
You are an amazing specimen, miss
I have my methods, daddy
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Have you met perfection?
Claim your big prize
I need a taste to be convinced
No fear of the monster