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