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