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