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