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