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