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