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