Whatever you will ask of me!
Whatever you will ask of me!
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
No fear of the monster
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
A match made in throat fuck heaven
You are an amazing specimen, miss
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
Claim your big prize
Soft all over
You came in red, you'll leave all red