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