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