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