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