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