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