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