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