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