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