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