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