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