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