The need of double attention
The need of double attention
I have my methods, daddy
Don't you just love mornings?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Have you met perfection?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Soft all over
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
I need a taste to be convinced
No fear of the monster
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Claim your big prize
You are an amazing specimen, miss