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