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