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