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