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