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