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