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