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