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