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