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