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