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