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