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