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