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