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