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