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