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