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