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