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