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