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