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