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