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