Angels Of Debauchery 4
Angels Of Debauchery 4
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Claim your big prize
No fear of the monster
Soft all over
You came in red, you'll leave all red
I have my methods, daddy
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Look at that, how nice it slides
I need a taste to be convinced
Have you met perfection?
Don't you just love mornings?