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