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