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