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