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