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