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