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