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