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