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