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