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