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