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