Look at that, how nice it slides
Don't you just love mornings?
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
No fear of the monster
Claim your big prize
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
You are an amazing specimen, miss
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
Have you met perfection?