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