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