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