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