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