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