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