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