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