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