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