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