I love it, I love it, I love it when Daddy kisses my basket of biscuits.

I love it when he puts his finger in my butt, and gives my klitty little kisscuits.

I love him, I love him, I love my Daddy; my choo-choo is always on the loose.

I love to blow the whistle as we kuddle and kissle, and Daddy rubs my soon-to-be-red caboose.

I cum and I cum, and I cum when Daddy plays “ Grizzly Bear finding honey”.

I love his finger deep in my butt, his GrizzBear tongue right on the money.

I love him, I love him, I love my Daddy; he is maturity, elegance, and grace.

I love blowing his whistle when we tussle and tissle, and I love it when he cums on my face.

I wimper and scream, and scream and cry when Daddy spanks my bubbles.

Then he pulls on my leash and fingers my butt, and I forget about all my troubles.

I love him, I love him, I love my Daddy; my choo-choo is his for his use.

He pulls the chord and I whistle, he aims his missile, and enters my sore red caboose.