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