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