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