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