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