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