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