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