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