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