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