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