A hookup with a bit of an attachment
A hookup with a bit of an attachment
Have you met perfection?
Don't you just love mornings?
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What were you sniffing around, daddy?
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Claim your big prize
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
I need a taste to be convinced
A match made in throat fuck heaven
I have my methods, daddy
You came in red, you'll leave all red
No fear of the monster