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