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