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