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