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