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