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