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