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