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