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