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