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