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