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