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