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