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