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