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