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