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