Two logs and three takers
Two logs and three takers
Have you met perfection?
Don't you just love mornings?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
I have my methods, daddy
Soft all over
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
No fear of the monster
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
Claim your big prize
Look at that, how nice it slides
You came in red, you'll leave all red