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