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