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