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