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