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