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