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