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