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