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