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