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