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