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