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