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