Casey Calvert - Dear Diary, Sc2
Casey Calvert - Dear Diary, Sc2
Don't you just love mornings?
Claim your big prize
Soft all over
A match made in throat fuck heaven
I need a taste to be convinced
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Have you met perfection?
No fear of the monster
You are an amazing specimen, miss
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
I have my methods, daddy
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality