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