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