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