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