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