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