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