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