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