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