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