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