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