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