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