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