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