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