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